Lover, I should’ve held on
The words came easy, like they never left,
like six months was nothing, like I never wept.
your name on my screen, suddenly I’m there-
back in ur arms, back in your air.
Nostalgia hit like a summer storm,
every touch ,every whisper, every promise once sworn.
Your laugh felt the same, soft as before,
but I know what I lost, I know what I tore.
I spoke like a friend, but still loved like a fool,
still drowning in dreams, breaking out rules.
Regret is a ghost that sleeps in my bed,
it sings me your name, fills me with dread.
I should’ve fought through the rain,
Held on through the weight and the pain.
I let you slip through, the distance grew wide,
all I have left is the love left inside.
So tell me, do echoes ever return?
Do bridges still stand when edges have burned?
Or and I dreaming, lost in the past,
holding onto a love that was never mean to last..
like six months was nothing, like I never wept.
your name on my screen, suddenly I’m there-
back in ur arms, back in your air.
Nostalgia hit like a summer storm,
every touch ,every whisper, every promise once sworn.
Your laugh felt the same, soft as before,
but I know what I lost, I know what I tore.
I spoke like a friend, but still loved like a fool,
still drowning in dreams, breaking out rules.
Regret is a ghost that sleeps in my bed,
it sings me your name, fills me with dread.
I should’ve fought through the rain,
Held on through the weight and the pain.
I let you slip through, the distance grew wide,
all I have left is the love left inside.
So tell me, do echoes ever return?
Do bridges still stand when edges have burned?
Or and I dreaming, lost in the past,
holding onto a love that was never mean to last..
So relatable! A heart traumatized by emotions and moments that come to visit from time to time. PLD! Post Love Decease a love illness of memories kept deep inside.
Gave up on love to soon,Good work but it. Ould have been more feeling
Gave up on love to soon,Good work but it. Ould have been more feeling